"Huh." Carefree sneered, his eyes staring at the dangling ball, and he fell into memory.

The first thing I did when I woke up was to kill him quickly, but I found that I didn't have the strength to do so.

After struggling a few times, he finally collapsed on the bed.

The officer and soldier kindly handed me a steamed bun and a bowl of porridge.

Although the gentleman did not eat the food he came from, let alone the things sent by his father's enemy, I was so hungry at that time that my only thought was to hurry up with this killer, so I ate what I gave me.

When I regained my strength, the man was gone.

I searched for a long time in the dilapidated temple, but I didn't find the person, and just as I was about to descend the mountain, I suddenly saw a figure halfway up the mountain.

It's too far away to see really, but it looks like a woman is charming and fluttering, and it seems to be very bloated.

For some reason, I always felt that this woman looked very familiar.

Before he had time to think about it, he suddenly heard a voice behind him, and when he turned his head to look, he saw the officer and soldier.

I haven't seen him for a few years, and he is dozens of years old at the moment, as if he has experienced some great ups and downs over the years.

But come to think of it, he has killed so many people, he must have been evading the pursuit of officers and soldiers, and the wind and frost on his face are nothing more than evidence that he killed people, and he does not arouse people's sympathy at all.

And more importantly, he didn't recognize who I was at all, I stood in front of him and stared at him with dead eyes, and he also smiled indifferently.

"You don't have to be afraid, I won't hurt you."

This is the first thing he said to me in so many years, it was such a ridiculous sentence, don't be afraid, won't hurt me?

Such comforting words, coming out of the mouth of a murderer, really made people feel ridiculous, and the expression on his face slowly softened.

At that moment, I wondered if I had recognized the wrong person.

Perhaps seeing that I was wary, he slowly spoke, "I know you think I look very scary, and the portrait of the person in the custody of the government is the same, but please believe that I am not a bad person, if I were a bad person, I would not have saved you just now." ”

Maybe it's been a long time since I got along, so I was happy soon when he said these words, but there is still a mystery in my heart, how can someone in the world look so imaginary, does he just pretend not to know me?

But it doesn't matter, since I want to kill him, I can do it at any time, the key is that I haven't recovered my strength yet, although he feels dozens of years older, but his physical strength is still very good.

In order to be able to take revenge, I pretended to agree to stay with him.

He told me that some of the things that have happened to him over the years are some trivial things, maybe no one has spoken for a long time, he has been chattering non-stop, from dawn to dark, and at night when the two of them are sleeping.

In this way, I got along with him for about half a month.

Suddenly, one night, I heard a noise, and then when I opened my eyes, I saw that he was holding a long sword in his hand, and slowly walked towards me, I closed my eyes, and trembled with fright, but I never dared to open my eyes.

The imaginary pain didn't fall, he just picked up the sword and didn't stab me.

For several nights, he walked back and forth with his sword in his hand, and because I was afraid, I didn't know where he had hidden it, until one day I had the courage to look at him and find that she had hidden it in a mezzanine under the statue.

The next day, I asked him about the previous night, and he said that he had slept heavily last night and didn't know anything.

"Did I do anything strange?" He also seemed to know that something was wrong with him, so he asked me this, and of course I shook my head, and would not tell him about it.

In the afternoon he left the temple, and I took the opportunity to quickly take the sword from under the statue.

When I saw that sword, my whole heart began to suffocate, and that sword was the one that the officers and soldiers carried with me back then.

When he came back, I pressed him with the sword, and he told me that he was really the same officer and soldier he was back then.

At that time, I wanted to kill him directly, but he told me that he did not kill the people in the village.

I looked into his eyes, and although his cloudy eyes were weathered, I still saw the sincerity in them, and I chose to believe him.

"It's ridiculous that I would choose to believe the words of an enemy who killed my father." Carefree sneered.

"Maybe you didn't want to kill him at that time, at least he was the one who saved your life, and the two of them have been together for so long, so you don't want to believe that your parents were killed by him, so when he says that kind of thing, you will naturally believe it in the future." Xie Shiyun analyzed very rationally.

He didn't know what he would do if it happened to him, but based on his situation as a teenager, he probably wouldn't trust someone like that.

Sometimes trust is a double-edged sword.

He will protect his beloved and of course kill his beloved.

Sanssouci walked into the room leisurely, and then took out a sword from the room, which still had blood stains on it, and it seemed that he had killed someone.

Thinking of what he had just said, Xie Shiyun chuckled in her heart.

"Do you ......?"

Sanssouci placed the sword in front of the stone table, staring at it without blinking.

"yes, I killed him."

What happened after those ten days.

Because the two of them have been living together, I will inevitably be somewhat dependent on him, and I still have a trace of resistance in my heart, and I feel that he is my father's killer, but I can't do it at all.

One day, an uninvited guest came to the dilapidated temple.

He said he was an uninvited guest, but he was an old acquaintance of mine.

When the woman appeared in front of me, I stood there as if struck by lightning, unable to move, and unable to recover for a long time.

"Mother......

Such a word was stuck in his throat, sour and unbearable, but he didn't shout out after all.

My mother, who was supposed to die in the village, suddenly came back to life, and was still pregnant, and he slowly walked into the dilapidated temple with a smile on his back.

The officer seemed to be familiar with him, and hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to support him.

The mother smiled at him.